West Bridge Journals

Lovebugs

I saw my first lovebug today. Yep, it’s that time again when those pesky lovers take to the air en mass driven by some internal instinct to mate in public then commit suicide on your windshield. Honeymoon fly, march fly, kissingbug or double-headedbug, I don’t care what tag these small black bugs have for a handle, they are a real nuisance. They may be the auto-paint shops best friend, along with the billion dollar bugjuice remover industry, but I for one wish they had never met each other.

We have to thank God that He allowed man to think for himself and invent the automobile though. That wonderful hunk of metal on rubber seems destine to be the only real predator for the swarms that invade us in the spring and fall each year. Certainly no self-respecting bird would eat the foul tasting pest. Why millions of billions of the lovers are attracted to auto fumes and asphalt totally escapes my understanding. But where would we be if the auto did not kill the billions of trillions of them daily. We would be over run the first day! They might even take over and run this country for themselves. Then where would we be? Kissingbug for president maybe. Getting a little crazy there David. Ok, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.

And another thing, I know that it has been said that they came to us by way of Central America back in the forties, and that the University of Florida had nothing to do with it. But this member of the war bonnet clan doesn’t buy it. While it may be a myth to some, I choose to believe that they created them by manipulating the DNA, thinking that they could control the mosquito populations with this synthetic little creature. The result of a UF genetics experiment gone wrong! That my belief and I’m sticking to it. Don’t even try to confuse me with facts.

One thing for sure those Animalia, Arthropoda, Insecta, Pterygota, Neoptera, Endopterygota, Diptera, Nematocera, Bibionomorpha, Bibionoidea, Bibionidae, Plecia, double-headed, kissing, lovemaking pest are coming twice a year in May and September whether we like it or not.